Further adventures into the realms of Coffee Gadgets I Haven't Got Rid Of Yet this morning: I got out my old Bodum Pebo vacuum pot (in French that's a cafetière à dépression, which is not far off the mark in terms of physics and psychology - top marks there, Bodum) and the Bodum Bistro grinder I bought at around the same time. Half an hour to clean the lot then 20-odd grammes of Carrfeour's Thick, Black and Filthy through the grinder and into the upper chamber ("any grind will do"- Bodum), cupful of water in the lower and onto the stove. Meanwhile I fired up the B2C, hit the vapore button and got a half-pitcher of cowjuice hissing away.
What happened next: while a nice vortex was building in my pitcher the Bodum first soaked the grounds then started blasting steam up through them while the water in the bottom boiled like the furies of hell but I couldn't reach the off switch without putting down the pitcher so I bellowed for MrsT and took care of my vortex. MrsT arrived and whacked the Off icon before the pot boiled dry, and the brewed coffee was sucked back down with a racket like a posse of Linfield supporters regurgitating in unison. I finished foaming, ditto the milk, and clam [sic] returned. I removed the upper chamber from the Pebo and realized that the tube gadget for standing it in was still at the back of the top shelf where I'd stashed the ensemble years before. While I was retrieving and washing the bugger everything had a good chance to cool down.
Anyway, the resulting brew was decidedly peely-wally for flavour but quite long on caffeine, if the vasoconstricted feeling in my face & thorax is anything to go by. The hassle and mess were just a bit much for such a scant reward. OK, I made the mistake of not letting the water boil before fitting the top chamber to the bottom, but all in all it's an experience not to be repeated.
Think I'll order a V60.
